The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1369 - 706: Mortal Dao (Part 2)

"During the middle of the Foundation establishment, I am not limited to just one Blood Sword. I can summon three. Moreover, I can even combine them into a larger sword!" With a blink of his eyes, he made another spell gesture with his right hand, and the three Blood Swords fused into a giant blood-colored sword.

Even as the blade was still forming, its energy fluctuations were filled with cruelty and madness. The entire region trembled, and even before it was fully formed, Yan Xiaobao waved his hand to dispel the sword and its pressure.

"According to the secret magic’s description, if I can summon six swords, I will be able to step into the later stages of the Foundation establishment... Despite cultivating the Violet Qi Heavenly Curse due to the eternal technique of immortality, Bai Xiaochun was very pleased with the progress from the early to middle stages of the Foundation establishment, and he felt very happy about it. Some of this was due to the medicine from the Mysterious Sect, but another reason was the Qi and blood from the Blood Flow Sect.

Not only could he rapidly cultivate the King of Heaven immortality, but it also provided benefits to his cultivation base.

Yan Xiaobao clasped his hands tightly behind his back, rubbing his chin. He was very proud of himself, thinking about how incredible he was in the third layer of the Spirit Sea crystal. Of course, if he could reach 6 or 9, then he would become even more powerful. Bai Xiaochun left the Middle Peak under the cover of night. Descending to the base of the giant’s hand, he actually left the Blood Flow Sect and went to the banks of the Heavenly Bay River. Considering his current state and level, it wasn’t very difficult to obtain water from the Heavenly Bay River. All he had to do was make up a random reason, and the Cultivator guarding the road would let him through. Upon arriving, he collected ten drops of water.

Soon, he filled a small cup, carefully brought it back to the Immortal Cave, and began absorbing.

A few days later, the water was within him, above his fourth Spiritual Sea. By then, he ended this session.

"Next, I need to fully integrate the heavenly river water into my Spirit Sea. Once that happens, I can enter the later stages of Foundation establishment!" Excitedly, he left the Immortal Cave, clasped his hands behind him, and arrogantly talked to himself.

"Now I am in the mid-stage of the Foundation establishment, and I am more outstanding than before!

"Becoming an elder seems not so impossible now...." He looked up towards the top of the Middle Peak. Knowing exactly where the eternal destructive relic was but unable to achieve it, it was truly frustrating.

He had long given up any wish to somehow sneak in to acquire the eternal indestructible relic. Song Junwan’s Immortal Cave was tightly guarded, and he lacked confidence in success.

"How can I truly become a Great Elder? Challenge Song Junwan?" Yan Xiaobao pondered, rubbing his chin.

"However, the challenge would be secondary. First, I must win over the masses. Additionally, I need to convince the leadership that I am important, that I am a vital member of this sect. This is the only way to successfully challenge Song Junwan and then take over her position." He nodded, believing this was absolutely the right choice. With that, he proudly raised his chin.

"I am halfway there. But if I want people to think I am important, I need to do something that shakes everyone completely...." As far as he was concerned, doing such a thing wasn’t difficult. He had been in the Blood Flow Sect for some time, and he was quite aware that pharmacists were few and far between. The sect’s leaders highly valued them and had even established certain sect rules to encourage disciples to follow this path.

Yet, from the start, the nature of the Blood Flow Sect doomed such efforts. The Blood Flow Sect was fundamentally an evil sect, where most disciples viewed concocting pills as a waste of time. They would rather learn skills that improved combat capabilities. If they needed medicinal medicine, they could rob people from the Pill Sect. If they needed magic items, they could take them from Yuan Yuan Sect disciples. If they needed Spiritual Beasts, they could get them from the Spirit Creek Sect.

Thus, very few focused on concocting pills. Some could, like the impostor Nightcrypt, but in such a huge sect, they were completely insufficient to meet the entire sect’s needs.

"It’s been a long time since I concocted any pills..." At this point in his thoughts, he began to chuckle. As his laughter floated into the deep night, the Blood Tree started to tremble, evidently due to the sinister nature of his laughter.

"However, before I actually concoct any pills, I need to resolve one problem. I’ve concocted some pills before, but if I suddenly do something unbelievable, people will become suspicious. I need the right opportunity....

"It’s said that the holy medicine wall fragment here was actually snatched from the Medicine Flow Sect ten thousand years ago, with the explicit purpose of allowing disciples to seek inspiration in the path of medicine.

"Hmph. I can pretend to obtain inspiration there, then start concocting some pills. No one will be suspicious anymore..." He laughed proudly once again. Actually, he had been planning this for some time now, and the timing seemed perfect. The next morning, he left the Immortal Cave without hesitation. Leaving the Middle Peak, he headed towards the Inner Sect area where the holy medicine wall fragment was located.

Soon, he reached the massive stele, towering three people high. This was his second time here, the first being when he met Xue Mei. Back then, Xue Mei looked at him as if she were staring at an insect.

This was his second time, and even from afar, he could see several Inner Sect disciples sitting beneath the stele, thoughtfully looking at it.

His appearance caused the Inner Sect disciples’ expressions to flicker. They quickly stood up and offered formal greetings. They dared not approach him, leaving, and by the time he was actually before the stele, he was completely alone.

He rubbed his chin, coughed lightly, and sat cross-legged. He felt very comfortable with the situation, looking up at the wall fragment, and reviewed all that the impostor Nightcrypt had told him. Eight thousand years ago, a genius rose within the Blood Flow Sect, very proficient in the path of medicine. After seeking inspiration from this wall fragment, his pill concocting abilities significantly improved.

"I suppose this means that what Xue Mei learned was to seek inspiration here, right?" He couldn’t help but feel disdain for the idea. Despite needing some level of enlightenment in pill concoction techniques, it was not something that could happen overnight. It requires constant practice and gradual progress. That’s the way to reach mastery.

Although inspiration could be gained from this wall fragment, Bai Xiaochun was convinced it was useless for disciples who did not have a proper understanding of pill concoction in the first place.

"Just performing a bit is enough to make people think I’m receiving inspiration." Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, then focused on the wall fragment, trying to achieve the kind of mental state he stumbled upon when he received enlightenment from the beast statue in the Spirit Creek Sect.

"I just need to mimic what happened back then...." he thought. With that, he did his best to mimic past facial expressions. He opened his eyes and stared at the wall. Strangely, as he gazed at the wall, he felt as if his brain was being drained. Despite his surprise, he took no action to prevent it from happening.

Three days passed. Quite a few Inner Sect disciples passed by the wall fragment, and when they saw Yan Xiaobao, they noticed his eyes were bloodshot, his hands seemed to be moving. His expression was completely blank, leaving a very strange impression.

"Advanced Nightcrypt, it’s you...."

"Is he truly receiving inspiration?!!?"

"Heaven! It’s been a long time since anyone truly gained insight here. The Inner Night believers were shocked, and soon, the news began to spread. From the four peaks, Foundation Establishment cultivators heard of this news, and many went to see for themselves.

Another seven days passed, during which Bai Xiaochun’s gaze began to wander. To ensure everything looked as real as possible, he continued to stare at the wall for ten days and nights. Soon, he began to appear as if he was in a daze, and indeed, this was no charade. He was truly in division.

This was a profound and deep daze, so much so that it actually appeared as enlightenment, to the extent that any outsider would be unable to discern the difference.

His mind was weakening. After all, he had just broken into the mid-stage of Foundation establishment and still couldn’t recover quickly. His time in a daze increased until he finally realized he had spent nearly half a day in this state. At this point, he thought he might have done enough of a performance.

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